As if in a trance, I stepped into the shower with my new goddess. It was a tight fit, the two of us in that little space. Neither of us minded; it just pushed us up against each other more and more.
Her skin was softer than I imagined it, if that was possible. Her hands were pressed against the glass on either side of my shoulders, effectively trapping me against the now warmed glass of the shower stall. The water was raining down her back, making her lean forward so it didn't run down her face. She leaned in close, brushing her lips against my neck. Feather soft, I felt her tongue travel up the vein.
"Silly girl," she whispered throatily in my ear. "You thought you could pick me up like some college frat boy. I've got news for you, little one. I wanted you the minute you walked into that bar. If I didn't, you wouldn't have gotten anywhere with me." Her teeth bit down on that same vein, making me gasp with pleasure and pain.
"Either way," I gasped as Cynthia let go. "You're still here now, in my shower, and will no doubt later be in my bed. I'm a winner either way." My hands, up until now laying limply at my side in shock, snaked their way up her thighs to cup her firm ass. "And I'm going to make the best of this situation, don't you worry."
Cynthia's mouth came crashing down on my own. Her tongue forced its way past my lips to begin a dance of love that would put the tango to shame. Her right arm came in between us to grab at my left breast. She kneaded my tit expertly, not too roughly, but just enough to make me squirm with the sensations that were traveling down my body. My hands pulled her hips forward, one traveling up to the curve in her lower back.
She tasted like strawberries and peppermint gum. She smelled like my shower soap, cucumber melon. Her skin felt like wet silk under my hands. My head was spinning with all of these sensations.
Pulling away from the kiss, Cynthia dropped her head down to pull my nipple into her mouth. She nipped at the tip lightly, then pulled more into her mouth and bit down hard. I threw my head back and pulled her towards me even harder. I knew I would have teeth marks there tomorrow. I was looking forward to it.
Her tongue teased my nipple as she continued to bite down hard around it. My knees were beginning to give way, and only the hold I had on her waist was keeping me standing. My arms were doubled up around her, almost crushing her against my body. One second she was devouring me, the next she pulled her head back with a smile.
"You want the best? You've got it, baby. I want to do things to you that you've never even dreamed about." Her hand let go of my breast and traveled slowly down my stomach and hip. She slowly slid it between my legs, keeping her eyes locked on me the whole time.
"You're going to have to work harder than that, Cynthia. I've got one hell of an imagination. I've been dreaming about getting you in bed all night long. And the things I want to do to you would make a porn star envious."
She laughed deep in her throat as her fingers began to dance across my clit and pussy. "I've seen some remarkable pornos, little one. Maybe you should show me a little of what you've been dreaming about."
I lifted her legs up and placed them around my hips. One thing about being slightly larger, you can do a lot more with the smaller women. Her hand slipped from between my legs as both arms locked around my neck. I placed one hand at the top of her back, and the other between her legs to support her. Her supple tits were right in front of my face, and I buried my face in the valley between them as my fingers found her pussy.
"You smell so good," I muttered as I pulled my face away. "Think I can get you off like this?" My fingers danced a mile a minute inside of her. Left to right, in and out. I nipped at her breasts, first the left, then the right. She tasted as good as I thought she would. Taking a step forward, I pushed her back against the wall, freeing up my other hand to join the first in her juicy box. Four, then five fingers played across her inner walls. I bit harder into the inside of her breast, sucking and pulling and driving my teeth harder and harder.
"Oh! God, baby, don't stop! Yes, right there, oh god! Deeper, harder, ohhhh!"
I felt her pussy tremble around my fingers as she hit her first orgasm. Her legs began to loosen around me, and I slowly slid us down towards the floor of the shower. I didn't want to pull out of her warmth. I loved the feel of her quaking around my fingers. Slowly, ever so slowly, my fingers wound themselves out of her.
I was kneeling on the floor with her sitting in my lap at this point. Her feet touched the ground awkwardly, like she wasn't sure if her legs still worked or not. I smiled and kissed her neck. Trailing little bites from her shoulder to her ear, I moved my hands up her ass and back as well.
"How was that for starters?" I hinted sinfully into her ear. I trailed my tongue around her ear lobe. "I can't wait to taste that sweet pussy of yours."
Cynthia's fingers curled themselves into the hair at the nape of my neck. She pulled me in for another soul draining kiss. Her teeth nipped at my bottom lip as she pulled away, leaving me almost as breathless as I had just left her. "Let's go find that queen sized bed and put it to good use."
"Do I get to dry you off first?" I could just picture her standing in the middle of my bathroom, her hair dripping behind her, while I caressed and roamed across every inch of her body. "Why wait until we get into bed?"
Cynthia nodded as she unwound herself from me. I stood up slowly, a very hard thing to do with two people in the same small space, then lent her a hand. I trailed my hand slowly up her arm; her skin prickled with goose bumps at the soft touch. Her biceps were amazing. Everything about her was amazing. Was I dreaming all of this? Was there really such a beautiful creature standing naked in my shower?
Well, it's not as if she would be fully clothed in the shower, now, would she?
I rung my hair out slightly before opening the shower door. Might as well try to keep the floor as dry as possible. I grabbed two fluffy towels out of the linen closet, the best ones I owned. I toweled off briefly, then wrapped the towel around me like a sundress. I held the other towel open before me in a silent invitation for Cynthia to come out and join me.
She was a tease. Her hands were pushing her hair back from her face to try to wring it out like I had just done. Those marvelous abs were jutting out one way, her ass the other as she tried to get the water out of her long tresses. Water hit her breasts and rolled down her luscious curves. I wished I could be there to catch the water on my tongue as it slid between her legs.
And she knew exactly what she was doing.
